Mrs. Huo, she is very charming

Huo Hanzhang leaned against the small bar and shook his wine glass. His eyes, which were always full of insight, were a little drunk.

"I always wanted to rely on my own ability to get rid of the aura of the Huo family."

Huo Hanxiao is sitting in the single sofa opposite him, also lazy.

"That's why you're desperate to join the army."

It is said that a son is better than a father.

But the Huo family is different.

Huo Linshen gave Ruan Qing all his life's tenderness and implemented the policy of stocking the two brothers.

As the eldest son, Huo Hanxiao, with inherent responsibility, will naturally step into the Huo family and control the whole Huo family.

Huo Hanzhang is different.

He's a young boy, and he doesn't have so much burden on him. He has been free since he was a child. But no matter where he goes, people will say that he is the second young master of the Huo family. He can do nothing, but he can have something that others can't use all his life.

No matter how hard you try, no one else can see it.

So.

Suddenly one day, the Huo family's second young master, who loved to play basketball in school, joined the army.

And it's hidden from everyone.

Of course, except for Huo Hanxiao.

For fear of special treatment, Huo Hanzhang used a pseudonym, which was operated by Huo Hanxiao.

It was not until he joined the special forces that he became the real king of soldiers.

Since then, no one has ever said that the second young master of the Huo family was able to make a rapid progress by relying on the protection of his family.

However, after Ruan Qing knew all this, the two brothers were beaten and wrote a review, which only reluctantly won Ruan Qing's forgiveness.

Huo Hanzhang grinned bitterly, "but now someone says to me, I'm not from Huo family. It's so fuckin 'hard

He took a good sip of the wine.

Spicy into the abdomen, stimulating his nerves, gradually spread to the whole chest.

"You belong to the Huo family, no doubt." Huo Hanxiao's beautiful face was calm, as if he was talking about the weather today.

So determined tone, let Huo Hanzhang's heart no longer so uncomfortable.

"You will always be my brother."

"Nonsense!"

"But If... "

"No if." Huo Hanxiao interrupted him, "Huo Hanzhang, you are the God of war of the central and Northern military region. Are you so kind on the battlefield?"

"Of course not!"

The God of war of the North Central Military Region, he used his life to exchange these words.

"There are many doubts about this matter, but the only thing I don't doubt is that you Huo Hanzhang, 200% of whom are my brother!"

Huo Hanxiao stood up from the sofa and went to Huo Hanzhang.

Brothers, stand side by side.

The color light of the small bar slowly fell on them.

Under the halo, their sculptural facial features are similar.

, as like as two peas, are just the same.

"Parents also believe that you are their own son."

And what if not?

As long as they think it is, it's OK.

"You've always been my umbrella since I grew up." Huo Hanzhang gently touched the glass in Huo Hanxiao's hand.

Brotherhood is in the wine.

Huo Hanzhang knew that he could do everything he wanted because he had a good brother.

"Smelly boy, don't let me write a few reviews."

Huo Hanzhang chuckled, "these years, it's really hard for you."

"I wish you knew."

Ruan Qing couldn't let go of Huo Hanzhang's going to be a soldier, especially after he joined the special forces.

However, when Huo Hanzhang was in trouble, Huo Hanxiao, who sent him to serve as a soldier, became the object of vent.

I don't know how many letters have been written in recent years.